LOGINOliviaI sobbed in Damien's arms for a while. Then I stood up and threw the remains of the amulet as far as I could into the forest. And then I screamed at the sky until my voice broke.And when I was so wrung out that all I could do was sit by the creek and stare at the water, Damien came and crouc
Jacob had never doubted that our people could be free, someway, some day."Jacob," Damien said, "That is your name, isn't it?""What do you care?" Jacob snarled."I don't, truly. Perhaps I should. I only know your name because she speaks it with love," Damien said.He put his hands on my shoulders,
OliviaI stepped away from Damien. I didn't know what to think about everything he had just revealed to me. I decided after a moment not to think about it at all.I had been uncertain whether I could take my wolf form or not. She had been silent within me for so long. But when I reached for her she
"Sire?" my Pet asked."I know I said I would not command you to take your wolf form for me," I said, "but I must ask you to do so now. Your senses as a wolf are our best chance to find whoever has done this before they cause more destruction and death.""You think they'll do it again?" she asked."T
OliviaI stepped outside the carriage and followed Damien. If I did not know there had been a slave market there, I would never have known anything stood on that burned ground. There was nothing but ash and lingering traces of smoke to be seen.There were guards walking the grounds. Their leader app
OliviaThe carriage was different from the one that had collected the tributes. That one had been bare and dark, with narrow slits that we had to jostle against each other to look through.This one was plush and luxurious, with wide glass windows and heavy velvet curtains. The seats were padded with
Damien’s POVI wasn’t even supposed to be here. The Blood Feast was still ongoing, and while I didn’t ever directly participate in the activities, I generally observed them.When I was told that my wolfless tribute’s wounds continued to worsen, with Sophia even relaying that the tribute was inferior
Olivia’s POVWhen I started to come back to myself, I could tell that I was lying on a comfortable, soft mattress. It was much plusher than any of the mattresses in my pack’s town, which confused me. Where did Mom get mattresses so luxurious?I blinked my eyes open, expecting to see my familiar ceil
“I need a doctor…” I said weakly.Sophia sighed, long suffering. To herself, she grumbled, “How could the Duke take a liking to such a useless and lowly good?” Then, louder, she said to the other servants. “You. Report to the Vampire Duke what has occurred here. You, retrieve someone who can carry t
Other POVWith the Vampire Duke Damien’s fingers still hooked under Olivia’s collar, she fainted.Damien’s red eyes, usually cold, dropped into subzero temperatures as he took in the sight of fingerprint bruises and vampire bite-marks on Olivia’s skin.The other vampires were afraid of Damien. Even







